Prohibitions create the desire they were intended to cure.
Old age is an insult. It's like being smacked.
The memory of man is as old as misfortune
History is an endless repetition of the wrong way of living.
Who invented the human heart, I wonder? Tell me, and then show me the place where he was hanged.
after all the work of the philosophers on his soul and the doctors on his body, what can we really say we know about a man? That he is, when all is said and done, just a passage for liquids and solids, a pipe of flesh.